Oh shall we just not talk about it? How I ran away and needed some space and hid behind good books and watched such good TV drama and become intrigued with Breaking Bad and The Wire and continued my obsession with Mad Men? I might check back and visit 3limes now and again. 3limes will always be a part of me and I cannot let it go, not when it has been by my side for so long and through so much. And bye, for now. A state of mind address.

Sunday, August 29, 2010. Any time anyone complains of worry, anxiety, depression, fear, hatred, jealousy - whatever it is - let him sit back and analyze the cause. If he is really sincere, he will find out that he wanted something for himself. Selfish desire causes all the problems. Do things for the sake of others, not for yourself. That is the simple and practical way to find peace.

The journal of a fool. Filed in journal of a fool. Choose! My lord, I have remembrances of yours,. That I have longed long to redeliver. I pray you now receive them. No, not I, I never gave you aught. My honoured lord you know right well you did. No Get thee to a nunnery, go and quickly too! I would argue not. Because this facility to use the imagination, to project ourselves through time and space in.

Thursday, August 15, 2013. Then I smacked my coffee cup smartly into my front teeth, jolting my feeble mind back to reality. Heart-rending grief at least once a decade? I wore my sequin dress and new glasses for a while. Wednesday, June 26, 2013. Oh For Fuck Sake! Photo Via the Times. Mrs G offers her take on attempts to legislate the vagina here. Senator Davis, Barbara Jordan. And Molly are too often t.

Thursday, February 15, 2018. 120 square foot master bedroom. My bathroom is not en suite. 2 Three studio apartments in New York City steps from glam Fifth Avenue. He said and then collapsed.

The event is held annually and encourages everyone, from individuals to communities and businesses to turn off non-essential electric lights for one hour from 8.

Saturday, January 28, 2012. Everyone will have their stories of her. Everyone who knew her, worked with her or was taught by her will have some little anecdote or snapshot that they will tell in tribute of her. Students discussed her endlessly, trying to pin down what she was really. People wanted to get a handle on her. We all have our stories. Shuffling and giggles, and then the .

Writer and rather dodgy poet with retinitis pigmentosa searches for insight in the world slowly fading around her. Wednesday, 6 November 2013. My contribution, apart from pushing furniture around and then testing all the Pinot Grigio was a poem. My Mother speaks colour;. A language of taupe and tumeric, orange and ochre.

Born in the nineteen fifties and brought up in Co Durham, I studied graphic design in Carlisle and then went to live on the beautiful Isle of Man where I made my home for twenty four years. In 2005 I returned to live in the North East of England, in Northumberland just over the border from my home county. Jon Storey, Slaley, Northumberland, Great Britain.

A collection of images and words on life in Northumbria and beyond. I had a trip down to Manchester the other day, the City has changed so much since I was a regular visitor for work some twenty five years or so ago. This is Beetham Tower, one of the impressive new and very fitting pieces of architecture which populate the City alongside the stunning Victorian era buildings around the Salford Dock area.